[Transmigration to Ancient Times | Palace Intrigue | Light Political Scheming | Multiple Male Characters | Slow-Burn]
How could a crown prince have a maternal clan in rebellion?
Imprisoned in the Eastern Palace for three years, his body and limbs ruined, Zhao Ling had everyone waiting for him to die. He had already given up on life himself.
But Heaven was kind to him. Just before he breathed his last, Feng Chun unexpectedly came into his life.
He had never met anyone so extraordinary.
Feng Chun was vibrant, passionate, and full of life. No matter what happened, she never thought of giving up. And she had a golden finger, too.
First came foods he'd never heard of, then drones, ibuprofen, robotic arms... Zhao Ling went from astonishment to gradually growing numb.
The two of them scraped by together, winning people's hearts, stockpiling provisions, building up their forces, and climbing higher one step at a time.
Everyone thought they were two failures huddling together. In the end, they proved them all wrong with their strength.
Zhao Ling never spoke lightly of love. He only knew that Feng Chun had become part of his very bones and blood, an inseparable part of him.
"Without Feng Chun, I too would be gone."
Very nice, good luck to the author